Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter four hundred and forty-two ask someone to protect the media

The wife of the Marquis of Baoqing was looking forward to her younger son getting married. After several years, the brat finally kidnapped a girl and said she wanted to get married. She was more happy than surprised. After chatting with Fangyi, she asked her elder son to send someone to inquire about Fangyi's family situation.

"Mother, if you want to know what you want to ask me, don't ask me." Tian Xining said carefreely while gnawing on the sugarcane.

"What you know is superficial, what I want to inquire about is something else." Mrs. Baoqing looked at her young son who was rude and frowned, "You are not afraid of Fangyi's dislike you like this."

"She just likes me like this." Tian Xining spit out the sugarcane bagasse, "Puff."

Mrs. Baoqing Hou curled her lips, "She has a bad look."

"Mother, I am your own son." Tian Xining said with a sad face.

"If you weren't my own son, I would have thrown you out eight hundred years ago." Mrs. Baoqing Hou rolled her eyes and said.

Tian Xining said, "He'd better stop talking about anything, and keep gnawing on sugarcane. This sugarcane is so sweet."

Tian Yining's work efficiency is quite high. Two days later, Fang Yi's situation was found out. Fang Yi's surname is Peng, and her biological mother Wu is the daughter of a prominent family in the southwest. Wu died four years ago, and two years ago, her father married Kang. Fang Yi was taken to raise by her grandmother. Seeing that June was about to be in the middle of the year, Peng's father sent someone to take her daughter over and prepare to find a good family for her in Beijing.

"Why do I believe so unbeliever?" The Marquis of Baoqing said disgusted with the jade-like wife of Duke Chengguo. The Marquis of Baoqing hated the stepmother species. Besides, when she chatted with Peng Fangyi that day, Peng Fangyi was not talking about going home, but about going to a relative's house. It can be seen that his father and stepmother were not good to her.

"Kang's mother's family has a nephew, who is seventeen years old and has not yet married." Tian Yining continued.

The wife of the Hou of Baoqing sneered, "I know." As expected, with a stepmother, she had a stepfather. In order to please her stepwife, she practiced her biological daughter.

"If our family comes to propose marriage, Kang may interfere with it." Tian Yining reminded her.

"It's not possible, it's certain." Mrs. Baoqing Hou narrowed her eyes. The youngest son finally wanted to get married, so she had to help her son marry the person in.

The wife of the Marquis of Baoqing was thinking about who to invite to the media. The wife of Duke Cheng Guo, Yan Ying, came to visit her. After chatting for a while, they talked about this. Yan Ying gave her an idea and said, "You can invite my aunt."

"Oh, you reminded me, why did I forget her? I will go and invite her tomorrow." Mrs. Baoqing Hou said with a smile.

The next day, Mrs. Baoqing Hou brought gifts to the old house of Yan. When Mrs. Yan heard her purpose, she smiled and said, "Boy Tao is willing to get married. This is a good thing. The eldest daughter-in-law, go, go."

Mrs. Yan didn't think about refusing at all, and said with a smile: "You ask me, I'll help you go there. Things are done. Remember to give me a big matchmaker red envelope."

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you a big matchmaker red envelope." Mrs. Baoqing Hou said with a smile.

To be a matchmaker, you have to be a matchmaker. Mrs. Yan asked the maid to take out the clothes and jewelry. When she was choosing, Yan Zi came and asked when she entered the courtyard, "Can aunt be at home?"

The maid heard the voice and greeted her, "Please pay tribute to the Thirteenth Aunt, the eldest lady is in the room."

Yan Zi entered the house, "Auntie."

"Okay, okay, I like to eat soy sauce." Yan Qi came over and planned to have lunch.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next